Rolling im counting them bucks
Rolling im high of these drugs
Rolling bitch i cant get enough
Bitch im rolling
I been rollin wit the same niggas
No squad no team we gang nigga
Switch lanes smoke gas propane wit it
Aint no shooting out the car
Run up aim hit him
I was f*cked up for a min
Kept chasing that bag
Aint no jogging
I'm sprinting
The time i cant breath
That's when i be finish
Whipping them bricks
Got me cleaner then dishes
Married to money
Got me all in my feelings
Building to high
Money scraping the ceiling
Let it be that
U cant be in yo feelings
Count in them bucks
Bitch im counting a million
Follow the lead
Ova feet got u tripping
Rolling off woods
All this smoke in my vision
Rolling im rolling
Im too high for condition